[aside:]—I fearThis chill that doth e’en now my metal frameAssault. ’Tis cold unto the core. ’Tis cold,I fear, unto the death. Bear up, droid soul,And listen to C-3PO’s advice:Be thou a helpful strength amid distress.EnterLIEUTENANTandMAJOR DERLIN.
LIEUT.Sir, all patrols are in, and still no signFrom either Skywalker or Solo.DERLIN—Dread!C-3POMy Mistress Leia, R2 makes reportHe hath not any signals yet receiv’d.However, he admitteth that his rangeIs far too weak to give up ev’ry hope.DERLINYour Highness, I do fear there’s nothing moreThat we may do tonight. The shield doors mustBe closèd.LEIA—I consent, but with a heartThat breaketh even now.DERLIN[to Lieutenant:]—Aye, close the doors.R2-D2Meep, beep, meep squeak.C-3PO—Now R2 doth reportThe odds of their survival in the coldAre seven hundred twenty-five to one.[The shield doors close.
CHEWBAC.Egh, grrm, egh, auugh!C-3PO—Though R2’s wont to makeMistakes, from time to time. O dear, O dear.[Exeunt Princess Leia, Chewbacca, Lieutenant, and Major Derlin.
R2-D2[aside:] Why did I speak? O curse my beeping tongue!“A helpful strength” I pledg’d that I would be,But now have made these matters worse, for IHave giv’n our princess reason to be scar’d.Yet I do worry for my master’s life,And though I would not cause undue distressI fear that he may never make return.[To C-3PO:] Beep, squeak.C-3PO—Nay, fear thou not, my silver friend.I’ll warrant he shall surely be all right,For Master Luke is clever, young, and spryE’en for a human being. So say I
